Soldier in the City
Soldier in the city
Soldier in the city
Soldier in the city
Soldier in the city
No job to occupy my time
What else you expect me to do except cry?
It ain't stealin' if it's someone else's find
Refuse to lose with this trouble on my mind
Johnny Law come messin' down my door
Well the police don't scare me anymore
I been in that back seat so many times before
Soldier in the city
I'm a soldier in the city
Soldier in the city
I'm a soldier in the city
Tryna make some cheese outta all of these things
Wanna find a queen but all I'm seein' is tramps
Every day feels like I'm away at boot camp
Tight ass little kids bustin' down the street lamp
Neighbourhood hustler come knockin' at my door
Gotta pay my debts, need to settle the score
Cause I don't want no more trouble from these fellas anymore
Soldier in the city
I'm a soldier in the city
I'm a soldier in the city
Soldier in the city
Soldier in the city
I'm a soldier in the city
I'm a soldier in the city
Soldier in the city
Can you hear me marching
Left, left, left, right, left
Fight to survive, try to stay alive
You can you hear me marching
Left, left, left, right, left
Fight to survive, try to stay alive
Can you hear me marching
Left, right, left
Don't you know?
I'm a soldier in the city, I'm a soldier in the city
I'm a soldier in the city, I'm a soldier in the city
I'm a soldier in the city, I'm a soldier in the city
Autor(es): Damo Farmer / E. Nathaniel Dawkins III / Harold Lilly
